for that later. Right now, they both needed release.
Lucy’s fingers tangled in his hair as she kissed him again. She used the vantage point to tug him between her legs. It was all the encouragement he needed. With infinite care, Archie pressed Lucy against the mattress. Her nails scraped down his back as he slipped between her legs, pausing at her entrance. “Are you ready?” He ground out.
“Yes.” Lucy threw her head back, drawing in a ragged breath as Gabe finally filled her. Pleasure coursed through every cell in her body, launching her into a higher plane of existence. She was lost to him and he hadn’t even begun to move yet. The first stroke dragged a cry from her throat as she clung to him for dear life.
It took every ounce of strength in Archie’s body not to lose control right then and there. Lucy was warm, wet, and willing in his arms. She accepted him so wholly that he nearly wept with the pleasure of it. Kissing her brutally, Archie arched his back to press deeper into the heart of her. Her soft cries of pleasure only fueled his desire and he rewarded her by increasing the pace. Lucy’s nails sunk into his flesh and he groaned; the pain-pleasure of her clawing his back was all he could bear. Without hesitation, without fear, Archie unleashed ten years of pent up frustration and need into her womb.
Lucy rode wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure as Gabe treated her to the most intense release of her life. Every touch, every stroke, every breath was meant to drive her beyond the brink of human experience. There was such blessed relief as his warmth curled in her belly. It was the singular most beautiful moment of her life.
For several minutes after, Archie remained joined with Lucy. His eyes were firmly shut and he knew without a doubt this marriage had been a mistake. Making love to Lucy tore something open inside him. He couldn’t risk falling in love with her anymore than he already had. But now that he had a taste, he wasn’t sure he could stop. Archie rested his head against her shoulder, occasionally pressing soft kisses to her warm flesh. “Well, that was a miserable failure…” He murmured. “You are not out of my system.”
Lucy chuckled throatily. “Beginner’s luck?” Her fingertips traced over his bicep. “I think we should keep at it. The novelty will wear off eventually, right?” Or maybe it wouldn’t. Either way, Lucy was deliciously sated right now and she wasn’t ready to let that feeling go just yet.
“Mmm…” Archie replied, “I guess we’ll have to wait and see.” Pressing a soft kiss to her lips, he finally disentangled himself. “
After
we eat. I’m suddenly starving.” Archie was glad they’d ordered plenty of room service.
“Me too,” Lucy laughed and grabbed a robe from the armoire. She tossed him one before settling down at the table. Things were comfortable again. Lucy and Archie laughed at some stupid sitcom on television, ate their tepid meals, and finished off the rest of the champagne before falling into bed again. Before the night was through, they made love twice more. Exhaustion eventually won out and they both fell into a deep sleep, happily tangled in each other’s arms. It was bliss.
Chapter Six
Three days sounded like such a long time at first, and yet Lucy marveled at how quickly they passed while she was wrapped in Gabe’s arms. Their first meeting of the day was set for noon, which should have been sufficient time to get up and out of the hotel, if they hadn’t been up all night…
When the alarm went off, Lucy warred against her instincts and forced herself to get out of bed. Gabe must have sensed her disdain because he joined her in the shower and spent their remaining time alone making love against the cool marble tile. If there was any question of Gabe and Lucy being newlyweds it was most certainly dispelled when they hurried into the dingy bar wet, disheveled, and murmuring apologies for their tardiness.
Peter “Pip”
Lucy’s fingers tangled in his hair as she kissed him again. She used the vantage point to tug him between her legs. It was all the encouragement he needed. With infinite care, Archie pressed Lucy against the mattress. Her nails scraped down his back as he slipped between her legs, pausing at her entrance. “Are you ready?” He ground out.
“Yes.” Lucy threw her head back, drawing in a ragged breath as Gabe finally filled her. Pleasure coursed through every cell in her body, launching her into a higher plane of existence. She was lost to him and he hadn’t even begun to move yet. The first stroke dragged a cry from her throat as she clung to him for dear life.
It took every ounce of strength in Archie’s body not to lose control right then and there. Lucy was warm, wet, and willing in his arms. She accepted him so wholly that he nearly wept with the pleasure of it. Kissing her brutally, Archie arched his back to press deeper into the heart of her. Her soft cries of pleasure only fueled his desire and he rewarded her by increasing the pace. Lucy’s nails sunk into his flesh and he groaned; the pain-pleasure of her clawing his back was all he could bear. Without hesitation, without fear, Archie unleashed ten years of pent up frustration and need into her womb.
Lucy rode wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure as Gabe treated her to the most intense release of her life. Every touch, every stroke, every breath was meant to drive her beyond the brink of human experience. There was such blessed relief as his warmth curled in her belly. It was the singular most beautiful moment of her life.
For several minutes after, Archie remained joined with Lucy. His eyes were firmly shut and he knew without a doubt this marriage had been a mistake. Making love to Lucy tore something open inside him. He couldn’t risk falling in love with her anymore than he already had. But now that he had a taste, he wasn’t sure he could stop. Archie rested his head against her shoulder, occasionally pressing soft kisses to her warm flesh. “Well, that was a miserable failure…” He murmured. “You are not out of my system.”
Lucy chuckled throatily. “Beginner’s luck?” Her fingertips traced over his bicep. “I think we should keep at it. The novelty will wear off eventually, right?” Or maybe it wouldn’t. Either way, Lucy was deliciously sated right now and she wasn’t ready to let that feeling go just yet.
“Mmm…” Archie replied, “I guess we’ll have to wait and see.” Pressing a soft kiss to her lips, he finally disentangled himself. “
After
we eat. I’m suddenly starving.” Archie was glad they’d ordered plenty of room service.
“Me too,” Lucy laughed and grabbed a robe from the armoire. She tossed him one before settling down at the table. Things were comfortable again. Lucy and Archie laughed at some stupid sitcom on television, ate their tepid meals, and finished off the rest of the champagne before falling into bed again. Before the night was through, they made love twice more. Exhaustion eventually won out and they both fell into a deep sleep, happily tangled in each other’s arms. It was bliss.
Chapter Six
Three days sounded like such a long time at first, and yet Lucy marveled at how quickly they passed while she was wrapped in Gabe’s arms. Their first meeting of the day was set for noon, which should have been sufficient time to get up and out of the hotel, if they hadn’t been up all night…
When the alarm went off, Lucy warred against her instincts and forced herself to get out of bed. Gabe must have sensed her disdain because he joined her in the shower and spent their remaining time alone making love against the cool marble tile. If there was any question of Gabe and Lucy being newlyweds it was most certainly dispelled when they hurried into the dingy bar wet, disheveled, and murmuring apologies for their tardiness.
Peter “Pip”
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